After passing through a Yuan Force barrier, Jiang Mo took Zhao Qingyi and escaped from the mountain range.

Bei Lao stayed at the entrance of this barrier and received the disciples who entered the mountain range.

"Jiang Mo, why did you quit early?" asked Bei Lao, stroking his white beard.

"Senior, the disciple is in the depths of the mountain range, and he has encountered some difficult things to solve, and he wants to ask his seniors to take action. ”

Jiang Mo clenched his fists slightly, and told Bei Lao what happened just now.

With the strength of those berserk beasts, it was definitely not something that Jiang Mo could compete with now.

What's more, there is an extremely powerful aura hidden in it.

"Oh?" After hearing what Jiang Mo said, Bei Lao's brows also twisted.

This was the first time he had heard of such a thing.

"You and I will go and investigate. Elder Bei instructed, "Zhao Qingyi will stay here and wait for the other disciples to appear." ”

Zhao Qingyi was injured, and it would only be a burden to bring it, and Bei Lao's order was exactly the same as Jiang Mo's thoughts.

After explaining, the two quickly re-entered the mountain again.

This time, with the escort of Bei Lao, Jiang Mo was much more relieved, at least in this mountain range, there would be no more wild beasts that could threaten him.

After half an hour, Jiang Mo found the valley with ease.

After arriving, Bei Lao's face sank after seeing the black aura that shrouded the valley.

Jiang Mo didn't understand the reason, but he was surprised in his heart, how could this Star Spirit Mountain Range, which was originally a cultivation holy land, have such an evil aura.

"Come down with me. Bei Lao took out a purple-gold rope and hung it on the top of the mountain.

Seeing this, Jiang Mo guessed that Bei Lao's strength should not have been promoted to the level of Martial Emperor.

Otherwise, you will be able to fly in the air.

Bei Lao followed the purple-gold rope and climbed down first, although he was not a martial emperor powerhouse, but the old man's body was very flexible, and in a few flashes, he swept from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley.

Jiang Mo didn't want to expose his flying skills, so he also climbed down the rope.

In the valley, the black breath is even stronger.

Around the huge pit, a large number of desolate beasts had receded, and only a few were left wandering there, as if they were patrolling.

As soon as they saw Jiang Mo and Bei Lao, they roared angrily and rushed over.

"I don't know whether I live or die!" Bei Lao snorted coldly, and then his dry palm poked out directly.

Suddenly, a huge air flow swept up, turning into a Yuan Force big hand, and slapped directly at the desolate beasts with blood-red eyes.

"Boom!"

That Yuanli big hand seemed to weigh 10,000 catties, and when it fell on those desolate beasts, it immediately slapped their bodies into a ball of bloody mud.

It was only at this time that Jiang Mo knew how terrifying Bei Lao's strength was!

These desolate beasts, whose strength is comparable to that of human martial artists, are like ants in the hands of Bei Lao, small and unbearable, and they are killed at will!

After killing a few desolate beasts, Bei Lao's eyes were instantly attracted by the huge pit.

In the huge pit that was sunken down three feet deep, the two bones, one large and one small, still stood there, like two stone tablets!

"It's ......"

When Bei Lao noticed the spear that pierced into the chest of the three-headed dog of hell, a pair of old eyes widened violently at this time.

Feeling the fluctuation of Bei Lao's breath, Jiang Mo was also extremely surprised.

Generally speaking, it is difficult to have anything to do with the strength of Bei Lao, which can make their emotions fluctuate.

Unless it is a breakthrough in the realm, or when facing the catastrophe of life and death.

However, when Bei Lao saw the spear at this time, he showed an excited look, which made Jiang Mo wonder, was that spear some rare real martial arts weapon in the world?

"At this time, Elder Yunluo's spear!"

Finally, Bei Lao's excited expression calmed down.

His withered old hand, still a little trembling, pointed to the spear and said.

"It's been five years, and we've been looking for the entire Yuntui Martial Arts Academy for five years. ”

"What pressure we have endured from the royal family for this!"

"I didn't expect to find it today!"

Bei Lao was a little incoherent with excitement, he looked at Jiang Mo, a dry old hand, and patted Jiang Mo's shoulder heavily.

He said, "You kid, you've made a great contribution this time!"

Hearing Bei Lao's words, Jiang Mo was even more confused, why did he make a great contribution?

"Dare to ask seniors, what are you talking about?" Jiang Mo asked.

"Do you know who that dry bone was when it was alive?" Bei Lao was obviously in a good mood and told Jiang Mo eloquently......

After Elder Bei's explanation, Jiang Mo also understood that this Elder Yunluo was still an important figure in the imperial family.

In this way, his disappearance in the Yuntui Martial Arts Academy really brought a lot of trouble to the Martial Arts Academy.

"In the past five years, we have searched through the entire Martial Arts Academy, but we didn't expect to find Elder Yunluo's bones here. Bei Lao said slowly.

From Bei Lao's old face, it can be seen that he is grateful to Jiang Mo.

Now, finding Yun Luo's bones can be regarded as a matter of dealing with the royal family.

Just as Jiang Mo was talking with Bei Lao, dozens of desolate beasts with blood-red eyes quietly surrounded him without making a sound.

It was as if there was a leader in command.

It's just that whether it is the strength of the old man in the north or Jiang Mo's divine perception, he can detect the approach of these desolate beasts.

It's just that these little minions are not in the eyes of the two.

"Alright, it's time to deal with these mad beasts. Bei Lao's gaze swept slightly on the desolate beast a hundred feet away from them, and said casually.

However, just as he reached out, he stopped again, and a look of surprise flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

"Hey, there's a fourth-order desolate beast here!" Bei Lao said in surprise.

Fourth-order desolate beasts, that's a powerhouse equivalent to the level of a human martial monarch!

Hearing Bei Lao say this, Jiang Mo's heart froze, and he immediately felt it carefully, and he noticed that terrifying aura.

It was very similar to the breath he had felt before he left!

Jiang Mo's gaze fell on Bei Lao's face again, and when he saw the latter's light and breezy appearance, he was relieved.

Looking at its appearance, even if it is a fourth-order desolate beast, Bei Lao also has the strength to kill it!

This quiet atmosphere did not last long.

In about half a burnt of incense, that breath became more and more intense, and Jiang Mo could even feel the monstrous bloody breath!

Dozens of desolate beasts were lying quietly on the ground, their huge bodies trembling non-stop, like monarchs greeting them!

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mo saw an ape, which was only about half a meter tall, slowly walking out of the dense forest.

The moment the ape's figure appeared, all the wild beasts did not dare to raise their heads and greeted them respectfully.

Such a small body, but with a terrifying coercion that makes all beasts surrender!

Jiang Mo was amazed.

Walking into the middle of those raging beasts, the ape slowly reached out with a pair of arms that were disproportionate to their weak bodies!

The whole arm is a rich golden color, and it looks like it is forged in gold, and it is extremely dazzling!

In Jiang Mo's mind, a message slowly emerged.

Gibbon!

(End of chapter)